It is a freaking miracle I don't weigh 500 lbs. I do not eat cold food. How about that? Anything with FAT...cheese, butter, ahhhhhh. Breakfast! Lunch! Dinner! Brunch! Supper! Midnight snack! Things from my garden! Fried Pork Chops! Fresh broccolli and Brussels Sprouts! Bow down, loyal subject, to me, the Veritable Goddess of Mashed Potatoes and Gravy! Sausage Stuffing! Fried 'taters with Onions! Chicken Livers! Did I mention gravy? Pecan Pie. mmmmm. I am from Indiana, where back when I was growing up, you didn't eat processed food or go out to McDonald's. Ya grew it, harvested it or killed it, then ate it. I am only slightly civilized at this point, having moved to Tucson in 1988 and discovered Mexican Food. Oh, and I really do make good gravy. Gravy. Plus...I make the most hellacious quiche in the world. Albondigas. Beer-battered French Fries. Bacon-wrapped jalapenos. Chile Rellenos. Garlic Naan and Palak Paneer. Palestinian Chicken. Instant Korma's gonna get you! Dolmas! I LOVE FRESH TARRAGON! Seared Blackened Ahi with Wasabi and Braggs Amino Sauce! I can only eat so much food...that is the true tragedy. Oh, and I wish that I liked sweets. I like to cook them for others, but don't like them too much.